Hello everyone! Ok I have a few notes so bare with me, thanks. Firstly, woo SPN is back *Happy Dance* Always a good thing. Second, sorry it's taken a while for me to finish off this cliff hanger I set up, work/writters block/ boyfriends birthday kinda got in the way. Third, I might not be able to update a lot in the next month or so, got A LOT of shifts at work so sorry if there's only one or two updates in the next couple of weeks.
Fourth and most importantly I deadicate this chatper to Asya55 and her story The Bloodline. I herd it reached it's one year mark and I wanted to give it a shout out! Look out for the cameo too! (I dont normally do this, so just grin and bare with it for this chapter). Other than that... enjoy!
*Disclaimer* I own nothing but the orginal Characters and events, the rest belong to The C.W.
I woke to the sound of my voice coming from the room I was in. As I opened my eyes I saw myself sat talking on a phone. My head was pounding and I wasn't sure what the hell was happening. Wait, why am I over there? Seeing two of me really didn't help the situation. I was sat on the floor, well more held there by ropes and silver chain wrapped around them. My back was killing me and I remembered being shot. I groaned as I saw I was in a warehouse, or an abandoned building. The place looked creepy and decrepit either way.
"Dean, we need to talk." The other me said watching well... me. I looked at, her, me... She looked just like me, short dark brown hair, the same eyes, same clothes. I shook my head to check I was seeing things right. Ok, I'm what... insane? Dead? Insane and Dead? Yeah I must be in some insane dead world... of course...
"Megan, look where are you? You just took off after the hunt." I herd Dean asked.
"I... I can't stay around you any more. It's all too much. I thought I could be there but, but I mean you've got Lisa and Sam. You don't need me adding to it all." The other me said watching me as I shook my head. Leaving Dean? I don't want to leave Dean, what the hell are you saying woman!
"So what? You're just going to take off and leave me?" Dean asked sounding hurt. "If this is because of what I said about Channing, Megan I-"
"I... it's for the best." The other me said softly.
"I love you, I never meant to push you away again...please, Megan, I need you, please come back." Dean said breaking down on the other end of the phone. "I, I can't do this alone... not now..."
"I'm so sorry Dean, I, I can't... You need to go back to Lisa. I'm sorry, bye Dean." The other me said hanging up. I herd clapping and then saw Crowley walk up from no where. He looked impressed with the other me.
"Good, now that's take care of." He snapped his fingers and the other me disappeared. I was still groggy and at first thought I was dreaming. That was until Crowley pulled up a chair and smirked at me. "Morning."
"Kill me, please." I sighed as I blinked and everything came into focus. Crowley chuckled and shook his head.
"Not yet. We've got work to do." Crowley said leaning forward.
"Whatever you think I'm going to do, your wrong." I said firmly as I tried to act tough.
"Oh Megan, Megan, Megan," Crowley sighed watching me. "You have no choice here. It may have escaped your grasp but I have you tied down, weakened and no one will come looking for you. There isn't any options here."
"I dunno death looks pretty good right about now." I replied sarcastically as the pain in my back started to dull.
"You know I can just bring you right back." Crowley said standing from the chair. "I've got some business to attend to, but I'll be back." He smirked before disappearing. I sighed bashing my head hard against the brick wall behind me. I was screwed, no I was worse then screwed. How the hell am I going to get myself out of this one? I sighed moving my hands, I reached into my pockets and checked them. Empty.
"Another fine mess O'Connor..." I sighed hitting my head back on the cold wall. I looked around the room, there was a door, strip lighting above, no windows and nothing of use. I needed to check if the door was locked. To do that I needed to get out of the silver ropes... yeah silver. I groaned as I looked at the rope all around me. "Ok, well this should be fun." I said sarcastically as I moved my shoulders flat against the wall, then I slowly pulled my arms up, my hand skimmed the silver on the rope and instantly burnt. "Son of a bitch!" I cursed yanking my hands up into the air. The silver burn was red raw and hurt like hell. I winched as I saw the burn blister and ooze a little. I took a few seconds to get past the pain then I pulled my shirt off. Thankfully it didn't take much effort to get it off, I ripped the sleeves off and wrapped them around each of my hands and pulled the rest of the rope off me, throwing it across the room as if it was acidic. I dropped the material to the floor and tried to stand. At first I fell right back down onto my backside, it hurt but what hurt worse was the shooting pain in the spine, it shot up and down and into my legs making them go weak like jelly. The bullet had done more damage then I realised, more damage then I could have guessed. I sat looking down at my legs and wiggled my feet. It hurt, but they moved. I did the same with my legs, forcing them to move. They argued against the movement but complied begrudgingly. I used the wall and pushed myself up onto my feet. I was rocky on my feet and needed the wall to move around the room. It was slow and painful but I finally managed to reach the door. "Please, please, please." I said under my breath as I reached for the handle. I gripped it and tried to open the door, unfortunately it was locked. "Bastard!" I growled sliding down the wall by the door. I hit my head hard against the wall in frustration.
I must have sat there for an hour bashing my head against the cold harsh wall. "Why didn't I go for the gun? Why didn't I go for the freaking gun? Why didn't I just pick up it was a freaking trap sooner? Why didn't I go for the bloody gun?" I growled as I hit my head. It was a rookie mistake, something I would have done when I was a teenager, not now, not when I'd been hunting the majority of my life. The cold wall adding to the thin vest top I was wearing numbed my back. It wasn't until I decided to move that I felt the wet patch. Well at first I herd the squelching sound as I moved away from the wall. I reached around and felt something warm and sticky on my hand, I knew what it was before I looked at my hand. My back was still bleeding, enough to course me a problem, it meant two things. Firstly, the silver bullet was still lodged in my back, close to my spine, and secondly, if the bullet moved it could sever nerves in my spine coursing me to be paralysed. "Just peachy!" I huffed looking at the blood soaked hands. Suddenly Crowley, Christian and another demon appeared in the room. Christian and the other guy picked me up, dragging me to my feet. "Easy!" I hissed as the pain shot through me again.
"I think it's time we had a little chat." Crowley smirked as the demons holding me dragged me to the chair in the room and dumped me in it ungracefully.
"Oh goody chat time." I sighed rolling my eyes as I tried to ignore the increasing pain in my back. Crowley clicked his finger and another chair appeared, he sat down brushing dirt off his jacket.
"You don't look so good there Megan." Crowley said looking at me.
"Yeah well how about I shoot you in the back and see how that feels." I huffed softly.
"Should have gone for the gun." Christian smirked and I turned to glare at him.
"Bite me Princess!" I growled and Crowley clicked his fingers. I slowly turned back to face him, giving him my best poker face.
"Do you two need a room?" Crowley smirked at me and I just glared at him. He raised his eye brows and sat back in the chair. "Ok, down to business. Where's your Alpha?" Crowley asked me plainly.
"Don't. Know." I said plainly folding my arms over my chest.
"Not an answer I want to hear." Crowley said nodding to the second demon. He grabbed the rope off the floor and wrapped it around me again, making sure to tie it around my bare arms. My skin began to fizzle a little and hiss as the silver touched me, the pain shot threw my arms and burnt my skin instantly. But I held my poker face, I held it through the pain. "Where is Luke, your Alpha?" Crowley asked again in a calm voice.
"I don't know any Luke, sorry." I replied threw grit teeth. The burning was getting worse and I noticed blood running down my arms, staining my top.
"You know we could make it so much easier for you," Crowley said getting up off the chair and walking over to me. He looked down into my eyes. "Tell us where your Alpha is, and we'll take the rope off."
"You could take the rope off me and I could rip each of you to pieces." I said with a sarcastic smile as Crowley sighed. Christian stuck his finger into my bullet hole and I screamed, the pain was one of the worst I had ever felt.
"Son of a bitch!" I screamed as he pulled his finger out of my bullet hole. As I screamed Crowley grabbed my face and held it as the tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Just tell me where the Alpha is and we can stop this." Crowley said letting go of my face. I dropped my head and took a few deep breaths trying to control the pain I felt. It didn't help much, but it wasn't like I had much else I could do. I looked back up at Crowley and flicked the hair out of my face.
"Bite me." I growled and then smirked. Crowley shook his head and turned around. Christian walked in front of me and pulled a knife from his back pocket. It looked silver, of course it would be...
"We're going to have a nice little chat." Christian said trailing the blade of the knife round my throat and down my cleavage. I sat perfectly still looking straight into his jet black eyes. Sure my heart was racing, I was loosing blood by the second and I was more than likely going to die, but hell I wasn't going to let Princess see me scared.
"Great, just untie me and let's talk big boy." I said with a small wink. Crowley turned around and looked at me and then Christian.
"Don't kill her, we need her alive." Crowley said and looked at me. "One way or another we will get your Alpha."
"Yeah well I'm not planning on helping you sweetheart." I joked as he walked out of the room. The second demon left with him and I sighed as Christian smirked at me.
"Oh this is going to be fun." He said with a sick twisted smile. I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"Whatever you need to tell yourself..." I said watching the door locking behind the demons.
Two hours later and I wished I was dead. Not because of Christian and his knife tricks, but my back. When he stuck his finger in the bullet hole it moved the bullet, I could still feel my legs but the pain was getting worse. I really needed to get the bullet out so my body could start to heal. Of course, being now tied up on my feet, being tortured by Princess meant it wasn't going to happen any time soon.
"I always wanted to shut you up." Christian said slapping my face. I spat the blood out onto his t-shirt. My left eye was nearly closed with the swelling, cuts decorated my right cheek, lip, jaw and forehead. Not to mention the cracked and broken ribs, gashes and slices decorating the rest of my body. The silver ropes were tied around my wrist's making blood pour down my arms.
"Well I'm sorry Princess but you really are going to have to try harder." I smirked licking my lips. Christian stood in front of me and ripped my vest top off, it was already pretty badly cut so it didn't take much effort.
"You know, I can cut you to shreds and you'll heal. I can do this time," Christian said slashing at my stomach with the knife. "And time," He slashed again. "And time again." each slice burnt through my stomach and I hit my head back on the wall.
"Whatever floats your boat." I said with my eyes clamped shut. I felt Christian move closer to me and I opened my good eye. He was stood right next to me, no gap between us. His breath sent shivers down my spine, in the bad way. He looked into my eyes and something in his made my blood run cold.
"You know, this is kinda working for me," He said and suddenly he stabbed me straight in the stomach with the whole of the blade. "How about about you honey?" He asked as I gasped for air. As I gasped he kissed me roughly and it made me sick.
"What did I say about harassing the help?" I herd Crowley bark and Christian stepped back licking his lips. He pulled the knife out and I felt blood rush out of the wound. He turned to Crowley and Crowley winched as he saw me, I guess I looked worse than I thought.
"Don't worry Crowley." I said gasping for air. "I didn't use tongue." I joked and started to laugh a little, only it hurt like a bitch. Crowley smirked at me and nodded for Christian to leave. Christian walked out smirking as he left, Crowley walked over to me laughing a little.
"Still acting big and tough eh kid?" He asked shaking his head. He pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped the blood from my mouth. "How's that working for you?" He asked stepping back.
"I've been worse." I admitted taking deep breath. The pain was incredible, I was bleeding from my back and my stomach badly and in all honestly I felt myself starting to slip unconscious.
"How long can you last though?" Crowley asked watching me carefully.
"You wont kill me, you said so yourself." I laughed looking up at the ceiling. White dot's started to form in front of my eyes and I felt sick.
"No, but I can make you wish you were dead." Crowley said seriously. "So," He said clapping his hands as I looked at him. "Tell me where your Alpha is and I'll put you out of your misery."
"No deal. Untie me and I wont kill you." I said looking him dead in the eye.
"You've got guts," Crowley laughed shaking his head. "I think I can see them." He said looking at the cut in my stomach. I went to roll my eyes but I blacked out instead.
My body screamed in pain, every inch of me hurt like hell. I fluttered my eyes opened and saw a red ceiling. I blinked a few times and looked around, I was laid in a bed. I was in a bedroom in an apartment somewhere. It was a nice room, but very masculine. I looked around confused and slowly sat up, under much argument from my body.
"Where am I?" I asked myself as I looked around. The door to the room opened and I smiled.
"Hey, what the hell is happening to you?" Channing asked as he walked over to me sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I'm dying?" I asked more then answered because as I tried to sit up but felt the shooting pain in my spine.
"Close. Jesus Megan, I leave you for a few months and you get yourself into more trouble..." Channing joked pushing some hair out of his face. He lent close to me and wrapped his arm around my waist helping me sit up.
"You know me, I like trouble." I joked as I sat up. Channing didn't move back, his grey green eyes searching mine, trying to find out just what was happening to me. I smiled softly as he brushed a few loose strands of hair out of my face.
"I love trouble." Channing said softly before leaning forward and pressing his lips, I froze at first then settled into his kiss. He pulled away and stroked my bruised cheek. "So what's happening to you?" He asked softly looking at the cuts all over my face. I took his hand and pulled it away from my face resting it on my lap.
"They're still looking for you." I said softly looking into his eyes. I felt Channing stiffen as he looked back at me. His face dropping to a plain expression.
"The Campbell's did this to you?" Channing growled squeezing my hand a little.
"No," I coughed out as a pain shot up my side. The ribs were healing slowly, but healing. "It's not them."
"Then who?" Channing asked softening slightly.
"A demon," I said softly closing my eyes slowly and opening them again. "His name is Crowley... he's the king-"
"Crowley? Yeah I've herd of the son of a bitch!" Channing growled looking away. He was pissed, really pissed. I sighed softly and squeezed his hand slightly making Channing look at me. The rage in his grey green eyes burnt into me.
"He's dangerous, really dangerous Chan, you have to stay away." I said firmly.
"No way." Channing said getting up from the bed and shaking his head as he walked away. He stopped and turned to face me again. "This son of a bitch isn't going get away with hurting you!"
"Chan!" I yelled getting his attention as I stood up. I fell back onto the bed and sighed. Channing rushed over and bobbed down to my level.
"Megan?" He looked worried. "Are you ok?"
"Peachy." I said reaching round to my back. As I brought my hand forward I saw Channing's eye widen.
"Megan..." Channing said looking at my hand in shock.
"There's a silver bullet lodged in my back." I said pushing through the pain. "I... it's moving. I'm not sure how much damage it's already done."
"Then this is just another reason to come and save you." Channing said taking my blood soaked hand.
"This is a trap Chan! He wants you! He's using our connection to get you! Just, just stay the hell away! Please!" I begged as a pain shot through my back.
"Then what? I can't leave you with him, he'll kill you!" Channing growled in frustration.
"You got a better plan?" I asked trying my best to smile.
"What... what about Payton? Or Sam?" Channing asked as he thought out loud. "What if I call them?"
"I... I don't think... I don't know..." I said as my back twitched. "This is really dangerous Chan, I can't risk this being you." I said softly taking his face in my hands and kissing him softly.
I woke in a different room, it was a nicer room, if you can call having an actual bed to sleep on nicer. I wasn't sure how long as I was out, but I had a good idea it had been at least a couple of days. I sat up and my back gave me a shot of pain to fully wake me up. I glanced at my wrist's and sure enough they had healed, most of my injuries had healed except my back. I reached around and there was still a fresh wet patch. I sighed looking at the blood on my hand as I wiped it onto the bed sheets.
"They're silk... please don't to that." Crowley said walking over to me. I sighed as he noticed the bloody hands. "Seems like you've got a little problem there."
"Yeah well I'll be fine." I huffed pushing my hair out my face as I glared at him.
"Maybe, maybe not." Crowley said standing by the side of the bed. "See that bullet, it's moving... who knows the damage it might do."
"Tell me something I don't know Crowley." I groaned.
"I can fix you like this," He said clicking his fingers. "All I need is-"
"Not going to happen. I don't know how many times I have to tell you." I growled shaking my head.
"Megan, I like you, for a hunter you've got some guts." Crowley said sitting on the bed by the side of me. "If you weren't on Team Freewill, I could really use you. So, seeing you this, well weak, it's actually slightly upsetting."
"My heart bleeds." I sighed rolling my eyes.
"Just tell me where he is, tell me where to find him." Crowley said looking at me dead in the eyes. I picked up on his frustration and I smiled leaning closer. My back twinged in pain as I lent forwards but I pushed it to the back of my mind.
"I'll tell you," I whispered and then head butted Crowley back. "When Hell freezes over." I snapped grinning as his hands went to his nose.
"You little bitch!" Crowley growled back handing my cheek as he stood up from the bed. "I tried to be nice," Crowley said shaking his head. "I tried to show you the error of your ways, tried to play nice and I get this... so screw you. I'm through being nice." Crowley said and disappeared.
"Great." I said sarcastically as I rested back in the bed.
Two hours later a couple of demons dragged me out of the bed and took me back to the room with no windows. As they dragged me to the room I clocked the place, it was some large building. It had lots of smaller rooms, most seemed to be filled with monsters, the place was well built and the windows seemed secure. When we got to the room the guys tied me up in the middle of the room.
"Hey, if you wanted me tied up, you could have asked boys." I joked as they finished typing me up and left. A few seconds later Crowley and Christian walked in. Christian grinned at me as he held something in his hands. I wasn't sure what it was but I raised an eye brow.
"Now I want answers." Crowley said coldly grabbing a chair and sitting down in front of me. Christian walked over to me and showed me what he had in his hands. It was a whip, but it had silver cat a nine tails, each with a silver ball at the end.
"We're going to have a lot of fun." Christian whispered into my ear before walking behind me.
"Kinky, I like it." I joked as I watched Crowley. "But I never thought you were one to watch."
"I love a good show just as much as the next man." Crowley replied plainly.
"Curtain up." Christian joked before I felt the first lash. It wasn't a feeling I liked, the burning sensation of the silver was quickly fallowed by the screaming raw pain of silver touching already tender skin. I closed my mouth tight and breathed through it.
"That all you got Princess?" I asked as the pain dulled.
"Just getting warmed up." He replied as he lashed me again. I clamped my mouth shut again and held it tight as the pain started to dull again. Crowley just sat there watching as for about half an hour Princess laid into me with the whip. As the time went on the pain was getting worse, silver burn on silver burn was something my body wasn't used to and it was one thing I hated. The next lash hit and I couldn't take it any more, I went from strong and silent, to muffled noises to full out screams.
"Arh!" I screamed as the lash fell to the floor. Crowley had sat there the whole time watching, and not showing any sign of life. As I screamed he glanced to Christian and stood up.
"Give me his location." He said walking over to stand in front of me. "And this will stop, hell I might even take the bullet out of your spine."
"I... I.." I said breathlessly as I shook my head. Crowley nodded to Christian and he whipped me again. I screamed as the lash with silver ripped through my flesh like a knife through butter.
"Tell me." Crowley said looking into my eyes. I looked to the floor. My body was badly beaten and there was not much more I could take.
"I... don't … I don't know... it's the truth." I said looking back up at him. Crowley stared at me for a few more moments while he decided if I was telling the truth or not. He grunted and walked back over to his chair. Princess whipped me again and I screamed as tears rolled down my cheeks. "It's the truth!" I screamed dropping my head. I was exhausted, physically and mentally. I wanted the pain to stop, I needed the pain to stop, just long enough for my body to heal, even if it was only a little.
"Hello Luke." I herd Crowley say and my head shot up. He was on the phone and I pulled on the ropes. Crowley hit the speaker button and smiled at me.
"Is this Crowley?" Channing asked sounding angry.
"Yeah, and I have something of yours here." Crowley smirked and suddenly I felt Christian sticking his fingers in my bullet wound and wiggling them. I felt the bullet move and I screamed out in pain as I lost all feeling in my legs.
"Megan! You hurt her again you son of a bitch and I will rip your heart out and show you it before I kill you!" Channing growled.
"Oh Luke come on," Crowley joked as he walked over to me. "We both know your not in any position to be calling the shots." There was a pause and I shook my head as a tear escaped.
"What do you want?" Channing asked sounding defeated.
"You." Crowley said smiling at me. "You can sense her, you know where to come to."
"You'll let her go?" Channing asked plainly. Crowley stood there and looked at me. I was so mad and upset and damn tired. "Crowley!"
"We'll see. You've got three hours, bring any company and she dies." Crowley said hanging up and smirking at me.
"I will rip your throat out." I said glaring at Crowley.
"I think it's a little tricky to do in a wheel chair, don't you?" Crowley smirked as he clicked his fingers. The ropes that were holding me up loosened and I fell to the floor in a heap. That pretty much described how I felt, a heap. I forced myself to look back up at Crowley. I glared as Christian walked out the room.
"I will kill you." I threatened as Crowley looked slightly uncomfortable.
"We'll see." He said and vanished. I dropped my head and curled up into a ball.
The pain, the pain wasn't enough, I deserved more. I deserved a hell of a lot more. I'd handed Channing over to Crowley on a plate. Just like that, he'd be in my position and probably end up dead. It was my fault. I should have known it was a trap, I should have gone for my gun. Me being sloppy and too concerned with my feelings made this happen. Me alone. I was mad at myself, so mad I could scream and rip the world in two. If I could move. The bullet had moved, there was no doubt. I couldn't feel my legs any more. I couldn't move anything below my waist. I wasn't sure how permanent the damage would be, if I could get the bullet out, there was a chance my wolf power could heal me, a chance. I was still pretty much in the heap on the floor. Tears streaked down my cheeks and had begun to dry. I'd cried for what felt like hours, I was sure it wasn't but with no way of knowing the time I wasn't sure.
"I... I... can't..." I sobbed then slammed my fists onto the cold floor. "Payton!" I screamed looking to the ceiling. "Payton I need you!" I screamed in a hoarse voice looking up at the ceiling. Nothing happened. "Damn it Payton! I'm not joking!" I screamed as fresh tears rolled down my cheeks. "Please... Pay, I need help... please..." I sobbed as I curled into a ball. I started to rock back and forth as I sobbed.
"Megan? Megan where are you?" I herd Payton's voice ask. I put my head up and looked around. I couldn't see him.
"Where.. where are you?" I sobbed sounding confused as I looked around.
"I can't find you... Megan, where are you?" Payton asked and then I realised the voice was coming from within my mind.
"I.. I don't know. I... I really need help." I said softly so that if there was any demons near by they wouldn't be able to hear me.
"What's happening? Are you ok?" Payton asked sounding worried.
"No... oh God no..." I sobbed. "Crowley... the bastard's trick me. I'm hurt bad Pay, I... I can't move my legs... and, and, and Channing..." I cursed under my breath as I thought of Channing.
"Can't feel your legs? Megan what did he do?" Payton asked seriously. "What's this got to do with Channing?"
"There's a silver bullet lodged in my spine... its not important. Channing's coming. He cant! Crowley will kill him to get the location of Purgatory! You need to keep him away! Please!" I begged wiping the tears away from eyes.
"I... Megan, I don't know where you are..." I herd the worry in Payton's voice.
"Find Channing, he'll know where I am. Please hurry!" I begged.
"I'll see what I can do... just hang in there baby girl." Payton said softly and as he said baby girl tears started to roll down my cheeks.
Payton's P.O.V
War sucks, you know? All that happens is people die, nothing really changes and in the end its the innocent people who pay for it. It had been so long since I was in a real war that I'd almost forgot. But Cass needed my help and I just stayed on the side lines with that whole Apocalypse thing, so I really needed to choose a side. That and the fact Raphael visited me and told me to choose his side or die. I wasn't a big fan of him, he was always one for the dramatics... Long story, short, I picked Castiel's side instead.
And for choosing Castiel's side I had to help him defeat Raph. Oh my life was a barrel of laughs these days. I was on Earth searching for two things, firstly– I wanted to find a decent beer and secondly – I was looking for Balthazar. Neither were going so well. I was stood in the middle of a desert trying to track my brother. He wasn't well known for being easy to track and in the past he'd shown me a lot of tricks to hide.
"Well this is a complete waste of time." I sighed clicking my fingers. The next second I was stood in the middle of a city close to the desert I was in. I sighed looking around and finding a familiar bar. I smiled as I walked in, the air con hitting me with the sweet coldness that helped. I walked up to the bar where the closest thing to an angel on earth stood. I flashed my sexy grin as her eyes flicked up and noticed me stood there.
"Payton..." She grinned grabbing a bottle of beer from the fridge and opening it for me.
"Asya how long as it been?" I asked taking the bottle and leaving my hand over hers for a few more seconds then I needed to. She smiled at me then her smile suddenly dropped.
"Three months." She barked shaking her head as I took a long drink of the ice cold beer. Asya's bar was the best this side of the Atlantic.
"I've been busy..." I sighed leaning on the bar.
"Sure angel boy." She replied rolling her brown eyes. I laughed softly before handing over some money. "So what's brought you back round?" She asked softly.
"The same thing as before, my brother..." I sighed as I looked back at Asya. She gave me a small sympathetic smile and held my hand. When I first met Asya she'd been having a little demon trouble. I was in town looking for Balthazar and lent a hand, that was when Asya was introduced to the life. She nick named me angel boy because of my blonde hair and blue eyes... she thought I was just a hunter with a big family.
"You'll find him Payton. I know you will." She sighed and gave me her version of the puppy dog look. I smirked and took another sip of beer.
"I know." I said and winked. Asya laughed and rolled her eyes again standing up straight.
"So how can I help?" She asked smiling at me.
"Got a room?" I asked flashing her my grin again.
"Yeah actually," She said leaning forward. "But just for you." She added winking at me. I chuckled and downed my beer. Asya handed me a key and I went up to Asya's flat above the bar. The place was nice enough, simple and smart. She had photo's of her friends and family dotted around. I found the spare room and walked in, sitting down on the bed with a sigh. The heat was getting to me, don't get me wrong I liked the sun, hell I liked the heat most of the time, but the heat in the desert was a dry heat, a dry dusty heat. This place needs rain... I thought as I looked around to make sure I was alone.
"Cass?" I said looking to the ceiling. Suddenly there was a flutter of wings and I turned to see my brother stood behind me.
"Raziel." Cass said looking at me. "Have you managed to find him?"
"No... I'm telling you, if Balthazar doesn't want to be found, we're not going to find him." I sighed getting up and walking over to the window. Outside everyone was going by doing normal things.
"That might be so but we need to find him." Castiel said seriously and I turned back to face him.
"Yeah, yeah I know bro..." I sighed pushing my hair out of my face. "I just think maybe I should be doing something else... we're wasting time looking for him."
"Balthazar would be a strong ally." Castiel explained.
"Yeah... dude I get it." I sighed running a hand through my hair.
"You are frustrated with the situation." Castiel said plainly and I chuckled softly.
"Super... just super.." I said sarcastically. Castiel looked at me confused.
"You do not mean that." Cass said and I rolled my eyes.
"No, I don't." I sighed.
"Then what is wrong?" Cass asked confused. I looked at Cass for a few seconds. What's wrong with me? What's wrong?
"I'm in a war with my brothers, we're killing our brothers!" I said raising my voice as I shook my head. "This is stupid! We shouldn't be fighting! There's... there's god know what happening out there," I said pointing to the window behind me "Hunters are facing so many messed up monsters! Vampires strong in day light! Werewolves in half moon! All sort's of things that is just messed up! And your out here wanting me to find Balthazar!" I yelled getting mad with myself. Cass stood there for a few seconds and studied me hard.
"This is to do with Megan and Channing." Cass said plainly. I ran a hand over my face.
"If I'm out here... I can't protect her from him... from what's going to happen." I said turning back to face the window.
"This has to play out in it's own way. You know we don't have the um I believe the term is man power, to watch her." Cass said plainly. I let out a sarcastic laugh and shook my head.
"Man power... we're angel's we're meant to be more then men..." I sighed resting my head against the cold glass of the window. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned to see Cass stood there.
"I promise brother, I will return you to her side as soon as possible." Cass said and left. I rested against the cold glass again and closed my eyes.
"I just hope I'm not too late." I whispered to myself.
That night I went back downstairs and found the bar was nearly empty. I saw Asya cleaning a few glasses as the last few people finished their drinks. I walked over to her and gave her an half smile.
"You ok angel boy?" Asya asked as she saw me.
"Sure thing, why wouldn't it be?" I smirked and she looked at me. She sighed tapping the bar stool in front of me. I straddled the bar stool in front of her and she took my hands.
"I herd you're voice raised earlier." Asya said seriously. "Are you sure everything's ok? You know if you need any help, even, you know, freaky help, I'd help you out." I smiled. That was Asya, she was always one to help you, even if it meant she had to go out of her way.
"It's just trying to find my bro... but don't worry honey, I can handle it." I said giving her a warm smile. She nodded and grabbed another beer out for me.
"You're an angel." I joked as she passed me a beer.
"I know, I know..." She sighed rolling her eyes. I sat there and chatted to Asya about random stuff until I herd some faint noise. At first I wasn't sure what it was... then I herd it again.
"Payton!" I herd the faint noise and then I herd something else. "Payton I need you!" I realised it was Megan. Hearing her voice my blood ran cold and I sat up straight.
"What's wrong?" Asya asked looking confused.
"My phone, I need to get it... sorry." I said grabbing my phone and rushing off upstairs. As I went up I herd her voice again. She sounded upset and I needed to help her. "Damn it Payton! I'm not joking!" She screamed as I reached the room."Please... Pay, I need help... please..."
"Megan? Megan where are you?" I said trying to find where she was. I closed my eyes and concentrated. I got nothing. I started to panic, there wasn't much you could really hide from an angel and the fact she was hidden was worrying.
"Where.. where are you?" She asked sobbing. Her sobbing was breaking my heart.
"I can't find you... Megan, where are you?" Payton asked again trying to find her.
"I.. I don't know. I... I really need help." She said softly. Her tone of voice was really starting to worry me. I knew she was a strong person, someone who didn't tend to break easy. It was something that I loved about her. Real guts. But she broken, I could hear it clear in her voice.
"What's happening? Are you ok?" Payton asked worried.
"No... oh God no..." She sobbed. "Crowley... the bastard's trick me. I'm hurt bad Pay, I... I can't move my legs... and, and, and Channing..." She cursed under my breath. As soon as she said she couldn't move her legs my heart stopped and a bad feeling took over my stomach.
"Can't feel your legs? Megan what did he do?" I asked seriously, I tried to keep the anger out of my voice. "What's this got to do with Channing?"
"There's a silver bullet lodged in my spine... its not important. Channing's coming. He cant! Crowley will kill him to get the location of Purgatory! You need to keep him away! Please!" She begged, it sounded like she was crying again.
"I... Megan, I don't know where you are..." I said trying my best to keep the anger, worry and fear out of my voice.
"Find Channing, he'll know where I am. Please hurry!" She begged.
"I'll see what I can do... just hang in there baby girl." I said softly and took a deep breath. She was in trouble, there was no doubt about it. It cut me up inside knowing she was hurt, alone and scared. I stuffed my phone into my pocket and raced downstairs. As I rushed down the stairs I bumped into Asya.
"Where's the fire?" She asked as I grabbed her to stop her from falling down the stairs.
"I gotta go! I'm sorry! I.. I gotta-" I started to panic. I realised I wasn't sure how to find Channing.
"Ok, go! Just call me when you can angel boy." Asya said stepping aside so I could get down the stairs. I paused smiling at her.
"You're the angel." I said giving her a quick kiss on the cheek before running out of the bar.
I blinked and I was running down a street in America. I ran down into an alley and caught my breath. I closed my eyes and concentrated hard. I needed to find Channing. He was the only one who knew where Megan would be. I took a deep breath and searched the world. Within seconds I found him.
"Gotcha!" I grinned opening my eyes and found myself in an apartment in New York.
"Payton?" Channing said looking at me confused. He was mid packing.
"Where's Megan?" I asked seriously.
"I.. I'm.." Channing returned to packing his packing his bag. I walked over to him and grabbed his bag.
"Channing where is Megan." I asked as he looked up at me. I stopped backing his bag and brushed his hair out of his eyes. I could see how worried he was, he cared about her.
"Crowley's got her... he wants me." Channing explained. "I'm going, you're not going to stop me."
"Hey, I need a location here." I said firmly. Channing nodded and walked over to a draw. He pulled out a map and laid it on his bed.
"I'm not sure where..." He sighed and then closed his eyes. I felt a wave of heat wash over me and I looked to Channing. He opened his eyes and I saw the change. Channing had realised his wolf side, I'd seen it in Megan a hundred times but this was the first time I'd seen him do it. He looked down at the map and seem to zone in on one place. "Here. She's here." He said pointing to the map.
"Are you sure?" I asked walking over and clocking the location. Channing turned to me with a raised eyebrow. "Ok... ok I believe you." I said throwing my arms up in the air.
"I need to leave now if I'm going to reach her in time." Channing said grabbing his bag and throwing it over his shoulder.
"Do you have a plan?" I asked fallowing Channing out of his apartment.
"You." He smirked throwing his bag into his car. "Get the Winchester, hell get other angels, just get help and get to us in time!" He said climbing into the car.
"What are you going to do?" I asked as he started the car.
"Stall as long as I can!" Channing shouted and started the car.
"Good plan." I joked as I watched the car drive off, probably breaking a few speeding laws.
Megan's P.O.V
I stared at my feet. I tried to move them but nothing happened. I slammed my fist down onto the floor. I'd been trying for hours now and I still hadn't got any closer to moving them.
"Damn it!" I growled as I hit the floor. I herd laughing and looked up to see Christian stood there watching me. "Bite me Princess!" I growled glaring at him.
"When you can reach me." He chuckled leaning on the wall.
"What are you doing here?" I asked watching him closely.
"Boss wants me to move you." He said pushing himself off the wall and walked over to me. He bobbed down to my level and looked into my eyes. "But I wanted to have some fun first."
"I don't care if I can move my legs or not, I will kill you if you touch me." I growled. Christian looked into my eyes the smile slipped away from his face. He stood back up and walked around to the back of me. In a blink of an eye I was sat in a chair in the middle of a large room. I looked around confused, I was alone. "What the hell?" I muttered to myself as I looked around. There was nothing, no one around. I sighed as I sat there trying to figure out what Crowley was up to. Then I felt it. I felt the pull. I closed my eyes and cursed under my breath. Sure enough seconds later the door opened and Channing came running into the room.
"Megan! Thank god your ok!" He said racing over to me. He bobbed down to my level and smiled at me.
"What the hell are you doing here Chan? I told you to stay away!" I cried shaking my head as the pit of my stomach turned.
"Don't worry I've got a plan." Channing said smiling at me sweetly. Before he could say anything else he went flying back into a wall.
"Channing!" I screamed, helpless to do anything. Crowley walked in with Christian and another couple of demons. The demons grabbed Channing and wrapped him in silver rope.
"Well hello Alpha." Crowley said walking over to the side of me and grinning. "I told you we'd get him."
"Don't do this Crowley. I mean it, you hurt him and I will kill you." I threatened as the stunt demons dragged Channing over.
"Don't worry Megan, he wont hurt me." Channing said in a cocky tone.
"That so?" Crowley asked looking at Channing.
"Yeah." Channing said plainly.
"And why would that be?" Crowley asked plainly.
"Because I know where Purgatory is." Channing said plainly. Crowley's eyes widened and he looked at me. I was just as shocked, I looked back and Channing and he held a plain face. I couldn't tell if he was lying or telling the truth, I wasn't sure which scared me more either. Channing knowing the location or worse he thinking he could out smart Crowley.
"So where is it?" Crowley asked plainly.
"Like I'm going to tell you." Channing laughed shaking his head. "Let Megan go, and take the bullet out of her back."
"I'm sorry but who do you think I am?" Crowley asked plainly. The pair held a look between them. It was strange.
"The one who needs the information I have." Channing replied with a cocky smile. Crowley let out half a laugh and looked back at me.
"Well I'll say one thing for your lover boy, he's got guts." Crowley said and then turned back to him. "Tell me or things are going to get nasty in here."
"Let her go, take the bullet out, and then we'll talk." Channing replied with a serious face. Crowley shook his head looking down at the floor.
"You don't understand." Crowley said and drew his hand into a fist, suddenly a burning sensation went through my spine and I grabbed hold of the chair with both hands to stop myself from screaming out. "I hold the cards."
"Stop! Don't hurt her!" Chan screamed and Crowley opened his hand and the pain dulled.
"Bastard." I growled looking up at Crowley, he smirked at me and then turned back to Channing.
"Location." He said firmly. Channing looked at me and took a deep breath. I felt the wave of heat rush over me. It took my breath as it washed over me. It felt like a warm blanket on a cold winters day. It felt nice. Suddenly Chan had snapped the neck of one of the guys holding him and had the other by the throat choking him out. Unfortunately Christian had grabbed hold of me and had a silver knife to my throat.
"Stop it!" Crowley barked and Channing looked over to see me. His wolf grey green eyes were burning with a rage and he tightened his grip. "Let him go or she dies now." Crowley said sounding angry.
"Kill the son's of bitches." I smirked and Christian tugged on my head. I rolled my eyes and Channing looked from me to Crowley. He broke the demons neck and dropped his body to the floor. Crowley sighed rubbing his temples.
"Did you have to kill them? I mean do you realise how hard it is to find good demons these days?" Crowley sighed looking back up at Chan.
"Let her go or he's next." Chan growled pointing to Christian. His voice was so deep and animalistic it was damn right scary. Crowley looked over at Christian and then back to Chan.
"No." He said simply and waved his hand sending Chan clear across the room and up. Crashing him into the wall and then down to the floor knocking him out cold. Christian moved the blade away from my neck and smirked as he walked over picking Channing up.
"I seriously am getting bored of this shit." I huffed as Crowley looked over to me.
"Megan my dear, your Alpha knows where Purgatory is, I'm going to make him tell me... one way or another." Crowley sighed.
I should have known when Crowley had said one way or another that I would be that way. He strung me up, feet dangling on the floor in a room. He tied Channing in silver rope to a chair facing me and left us. Channing was still out cold and I was really starting to run out of idea's. I stood there watching him breath softly. Half of me wished he'd listened and stayed away. The other half liked he had the guts to show, I didn't know Channing before his accident, before he forgot who he was, but from the guy I knew he was amazing. He didn't know anything of the hunter life, barely knew about himself when we met. But he'd shown, ready to take on a tough son of a bitch demon like Crowley. He was either dumb or clever, I wasn't sure which yet. I watched as he stirred and slowly opened the grey green orbs of his eyes. He blinked a few times and then a small sleepy smile crossed his lips.
"Hey gorgeous." He smirked then glanced down at the ropes around him and frowned.
"You ok?" I asked softly as he looked back up at me.
"Of course!" He smirked flicking some of his hair out of his face. I sighed and he looked at me with furrowed brows again. "Are you ok?" He asked softly.
"No." I huffed and tugged on the ropes a little. "I've... I don't know how we're going to get out of this." I admitted.
"With style and grace." Chan joked but I didn't laugh.
"This is serious Chan, Crowley wants the address of Purgatory and he will do anything to get it." I said seriously. Channing shifted his weight a little and cleared his throat.
"Yeah I know Meg." He sighed.
"Do, do you really know where it is?" I asked softly, the question scared me as much as knowing the answer would. Channing didn't answer, he just looked into my eyes with such and intense stair. I sighed.
"A lot's changed since New York." Channing said coldly. "I... I've started to remember things about Luke, about me. More about my past..."
"You're past." I said and waited for him to elaborate.
"Yeah," Chan hlaf laughed half sighed. "Man... you got no idea some of the stuff I've seen."
"How old are you?" I asked carefully.
"Let's just say I look good for my age." Chan laughed softly. Before we could speak more Crowley walked in with Christian.
"Glad to see your up Luke." Crowley smirked as the pair walked over to me.
"Crowley." Chan said tipping his head to the demon. "Been a long time hasn't it?"
"I'd say so." Crowley smirked shaking his head. "I'd herd you'd had a little case of amnesia."
"Yeah well it's fading." Chan replied. "Oh and it's Channing now, not Luke."
"I see." Crowley said nodding. The chat was so polite it was weird. "Now, Channing, give me the location of Purgatory."
"No." Channing said plainly.
"Please?" Crowley laughed.
"No." Channing replied firmly. "No deals until she's out of here, bullet free and alive." Crowley turned to me and then looked back at Channing.
"You know Luke, sorry Channing, you're slipping. Back in the day, you'd never let a bit of skirt get in the way of business." Crowley said firmly.
"Times change Crowley." Channing said firmly. Crowley sighed nodding and then looked at Christian. He walked over to me and started to cut nick's in my arms with a silver knife, the blood flowed down my arms and dropped onto the floor. It almost sounded like rain, almost. Chan pulled against the silver ropes and earned himself a few burns in the process.
"Son of a bitch!" I growled as the silver stinging was replaced by the uneasy feeling that his was only the beginning of it all.
"Tell me where it is," Crowley said walking over to Channing. "Or you will sit there and watch as we kill her slowly." Crowley growled looking Channing dead in the eye. The feelings of angry, frustration, guilt washed towards me. I took a deep breath and glanced to the floor, the blood pool's were a deep red but I knew the cuts were already healing.
"I-" Channing opened his mouth.
"No!" I yelled and looked up as both Chan and Crowley turned to me. "Don't say anything! It doesn't matter Chan! I was meant to die a long time ago! Don't say anything! I mean it!"
"Shut her up already!" Crowley barked to Christian, the demon smirked as he turned to me and plunged the knife into my stomach twisting it before pulling it back out. I screamed and looked up to the ceiling as the pain rushed through my body. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I looked down, catching Channing's eye. I saw the sadness in his eyes as he looked at me, the guilt washed over me as we stared at each other. Things started to get spotty in front of my eyes. I blinked a few times and shook my head as I tried to keep awake. As my eyes closed I herd Crowley speak.
"Don't worry Luke, I'll give you a couple of hours to watch her, maybe I'll send Christian back in to finish the job, then we'll talk mate." Crowley chucked and I passed out.
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